Total pages in book: 120
Estimated words: 111252 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 556(@200wpm)___ 445(@250wpm)___ 371(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 111252 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 556(@200wpm)___ 445(@250wpm)___ 371(@300wpm)
Later, the visions became more commonplace and less grisly. He’d almost completely stopped using it when Yichen had suddenly disappeared. While he’d not been able to clearly see where Yichen had gone, he had confirmed that their missing brother was at least alive.
With a trembling hand, Junjie lifted the cloth from the drawer. “Yiguo, I don’t know if I’m brave enough to look into the future when I know that I’m going to see Jiang Chong there. How can I possibly see anything besides death and destruction? It’s all that man knows. Do I want to risk seeing the death of my clan? But if I don’t look, won’t I be guaranteeing that it happens? Shouldn’t I at least try to give them some warning?”
“Have faith in your clan. I think they can beat this bastard.”
Junjie’s heart smiled at the sentiment, which meant it took an extra second for his brain to catch up to the fact that the voice was unfamiliar and coming from his bed.
Junjie threw aside his divining cloth and spun to find a naked man stretched out on his bed like it was the most natural thing in the world. A startled scream tried to leave his throat, but he slapped his hand over his mouth as he jumped back to land half sitting on the low dresser.
Screaming would draw the entire clan to his room, and this did not seem like a good time to tackle questions about how he’d come to have a naked stranger on his bed.
A very handsome, muscular, sexy stranger.
With some effort, Junjie ripped his wandering eyes from their close inspection of some interesting bits to land on his face, where the stranger was smirking at him.
Work, brain! Words! Find words!
“You have no idea how happy I was when Moon showed up. You all switched to English. Prior to that, I didn’t understand what any of you were saying,” the stranger remarked, which worked to send Junjie’s thoughts swirling like artificial snowflakes in a snow globe.
Junjie ripped his hand away from his mouth and blurted out the first question he could slap together. “Who are you?”
The man’s smirk turned into the sexy grin that caused his blue eyes to sparkle and Junjie’s brain to melt. “I’m Yiguo.”
Junjie jumped from his perch and pointed a finger at the stranger. “No, you’re not. Yiguo is a—”
Before he could say cat, the sexy man changed into a lazy, overfed orange and white tabby stretched out across his bed like he owned it.
Junjie yelped and hopped onto his dresser. While his poor, overworked brain was still dealing with that, the cat changed back into a naked man.
The cat he’d been feeding for months now.
The cat he’d cradled in his lap, scratched under his chin, and whispered all sorts of nonsense to.
The cat who’d watched him change clothes on more than one occasion.
Was. A. Man.
“You…you…” Junjie pointed a shaking finger at him while he tried to think of something to say.
“I’m surprised you’re struggling this much. You’ve got a fox shifter running about this place and now a dragon. Though I’ll admit I was expecting that elf to give me away within days of him showing up, but for some reason he kept his mouth shut,” Yiguo continued.
“What?” Junjie’s voice cracked. “Rei knows you’re not just a common house cat?”
“Sure. So do that fox you call Huli and the dragon.”
Junjie’s head whipped around to stare openmouthed at the door. His brothers’ mates knew Yiguo was a shifter, and they’d said nothing. What the fucking hell?
Part of him longed to march out of his bedroom and track the new clan members, give them a piece of his mind, but first he needed to deal with Yiguo. Or whatever his real name was. His family would get theirs later.
Scrubbing a hand over his face, Junjie closed his eyes and drew in a deep breath to steady his frazzled nerves. At the very least, Yiguo had done an amazing job of making him forget about Jiang Chong.
“Look, normally I don’t have trouble accepting the other races.” Junjie dropped his hand and opened his eyes, only for his gaze to fall right on Yiguo’s impressive genitals yet again. That was not helpful in having rational conversation. He jumped from his dresser, ripped open the drawer, and pulled out the first bit of fabric he saw. It was only when he’d flung it across the room that he noticed that he’d thrown a white underrobe across Yiguo’s lap. Whatever. It served the purpose for now. “However, usually when I meet a shifter for the first time, I know it’s a shifter. They don’t pretend to be an animal for several months and then end up naked on your bed!”
Still grinning, Yiguo rubbed one hand through his shaggy auburn-brown hair. “Yeah, sorry about that. Sort of.”